The complex light in Rambo's eyes was filled with, and it was hard to say whether he was missing something.
The river surface at night was pitch black and the clouds became thicker. I don’t know if it was going to rain again. The whole world seemed to be the only sound of the engine and the sound of the rolling water.
"You are not a soldier," Rambo said affirmatively as he looked at him, pointing to the several mercenaries on the ship. "They have more or less left some of the habits they had when they were in the army, and you didn't."
Xu Chuan shrugged, "Maybe it's because I'm a Chinese?"
"I have seen Chinese soldiers, you are not." Rambo shook his head, "I don't know why you want to do this job, but you can change jobs while you are young."
When talking about youth, Xu Chuan felt quite moved because his mental age was actually very old.
"That's right, I actually found that this industry is not easy to make money. The work intensity is too high, and sometimes I can't guarantee that I can get money. The key is that I can't sue him if I meet such a person." Xu Chuan started complaining and began to talk endlessly about those stupid people who dared to find mercenaries without money.
Rambo may have never seen such a broken mouth, and was completely stunned, "So, what about those people?"
"This will keep them alive, and I'm easy to bully."
"Ha." Rambo smiled and shook his head, "The girl who gave you to the river in the morning is your girlfriend, think about her more."
Maybe he is really old, and Rambo actually said a few more words for the first time.
This sentence surprised Xu Chuan. Uncle, have you misunderstood something?
Unintentionally discussing emotional issues with Rambo, he could only cross the topic and talk about some décorous customs and customs. As he was talking, the sound of another ship's engine suddenly appeared on the quiet river surface.
Several mercenaries woke up instantly. It seemed that the professional abilities of these people were quite good.
"It's a water bandit." Rambo glanced at him and confirmed the other party's identity. As he said, the searchlight shone over, there was an M1919 machine gun on the bow of the ship. It was probably not much younger than Rambo's age.
However, Xu Chuan didn't want to test whether this grandfather's machine gun could be fired normally. Within a distance of less than 300 meters, 30-06, 7.62x63 mm of ammunition could completely tear the small boat under his feet in half.
"I'll communicate with them, you're ready." The burly man in this boat is very likely to stimulate these water bandits, so it's better to start first.
Several people took out their weapons and lowered their bodies. Only Xu Chuan and Rambo stood at the stern. Rambo looked at him and said nothing. As long as Xu Chuan was slightly restrained, no one could see his aggressiveness.
A string of local languages ​​across the street came over, as if they were to stop the boat and undergo inspection.
Rambo turned off the engine, stood there, holding his hands loudly indicating that he had no malice.
The bandit's boat came over, and the two crew members skillfully threw out the drag hooks and dragged the fishing boat. The two boats gradually leaned against each other. The headlights swept over Xu Chuan, and a passionate smile appeared on his face, as if he could hear him say "Welcome" in the next second.
With his left foot on the boat, he quickly jumped onto the modified gunboat of the water bandit. In everyone's shocked eyes, he pressed the water bandit in front of him with his left hand to pull out the right hand of the pistol that was not on his waist.
Instantly, the loaded Glock 19 was pulled out from behind the waist. The muzzle was still on the waist. Xu Chuan had already pulled the trigger. There was no need to aim at such a close distance, and directional shooting was enough.
At the same time as his gunshots, the M1911 in Rambo's hand also fires, and his first target is the machine gunner at the bow.
Both of them fired very fast. The water bandit in front of Xu Chuan was shot twice in the abdomen and chest almost at the same time. Xu Chuan was very accustomed to this kind of shooting method. While shooting two shots, the muzzle was raised and pushed forward with the flow. He held the right hand holding the gun from the front with his left hand.
He controlled the pistol in front of him with both hands, aimed with his left eye, first exploded the head of the person in front of him, then quickly turned his body, and named one by one according to the direction he had already observed.
It was a long time to say that, but it was actually a matter of a moment. The few mercenaries on the boat had no time to shoot, and all the bandits on the small gunboat had fallen.
Then Xu Chuan made another shot on everyone's head as usual. No matter who he was facing, the most elite special forces or such a mob, he had to make sure that the other party was dead, because there were really talents in this world who could fight back if they were shot more than a dozen times.
Rambo held M1911 to alert Xu Chuan. His posture was very old-fashioned, with a standard Weaver-style shooting posture, but shooting posture is really not good or bad. Only suitable or not, the one he is most familiar with is the best.
Several mercenaries were not surprised for too long, three of them quickly boarded the boat for inspection, and the other two were responsible for the outside alert.
"Safe." The space on the ship is not large, and it is unlikely that there will be other people hiding.
Rambo put away his gun and said, "We must leave quickly, their camp will not be too far away from here." He has been here for almost 30 years and is very familiar with the habits of these water bandits.
Xu Chuan found an AKMS and two magazines from the cabin, which looked quite new, and finally lived a life of equipment all relying on picking up.
Several people poured gasoline on the boat, and a match was passing by. Well, it didn't even light it. The mercenary named Diaz was a little embarrassed. There was too much blood on the boat, and the gasoline was not evenly spread. The match fell on the boat and was extinguished directly.
Rambo took a strip of cloth from the dead man, stuck gasoline to ignite it, and then threw it out, then ignited the gasoline with a bang.
The fishing boat started quickly and left the area where the incident occurred. Xu Chuan inserted the magazine into the 56-type chest that was pulled off from the dead. This thing was light and breathable, and was very useful in this jungle in Southeast Asia.
As for the problem of not being able to install bulletproof boards, wih, there are places where bulletproof boards cannot be found, you actually consider this kind of problem, and your thinking is really very clear.
The fishing boats began to accelerate significantly, and Rambo hoped to stay away from the waters before the pirates' companions found their bodies.
"Re-recognize Matthew, everyone calls me 'school boy'." The SBS extended his hand to Xu Chuan. In this industry where the strong prey on the weak, only by having the ability can one win respect.
"Bell, Belgriers." Similarly, Xu Chuan also needs connections, and maybe he will have the opportunity to cooperate in the future.
The bald SAS no longer mocked Xu Chuan and Rambo, and used practical actions to prove that the barbarians feared power but not virtue.
Chapter completed!